Reyvrex Questor Reyes


A Madrigal #8: 'Hints Of Love'


Hints of love as imparted by your touch,
Has excited me to wistful extremes,
To implant the same deeply in my dreams;

Things in fantasy had always been such,
When very real everything now seems,
Like hints of love imparted by your touch,
Which excited me to wistful extremes;

Yet omens and stars would augur not much
For such a love, no doting god esteems,
Not even when truth, by itself redeems,
Hints of love so imparted by your touch,
That excited me to wistful extremes,
To implant the same deeply in my dreams.

Submitted: Sunday, January 13, 2013
Edited: Saturday, March 08, 2014

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